This morning, my meditation practice was 10 minutes—with one of my boys on his own yoga mat, squirming behind me. I’m committing to letting it all be okay. The noise. The brevity. His presence. Because what could be more beautiful?
I remember it so clearly! I was told it would be difficult. I said I didn’t care…Those were the parents I wanted. It has been a guiding memory for me as a mother now.
Elena, I love this! Thank you so much for the beautiful reminders as to why I practice in the first place. For me I sometimes feel like every moment is contact with my past. All who have walked before me. Every thought and every breath. Where I have been and where I am going. I go places in my practice that are unexplainable and yet, I know where I am because I have been there before. I have been here!! Every molecule of me. And yet here I am in my cushion… again… 🙏🏼 have a blessed day.
It was nice to hear it in your voice and to notice where you put emphasis on words or phrasing. Really helped me to gain a clear idea of the concept of 'your original face'.
Ironically 38 years ago my daughter Katie said yes and woosh . Was it to me or that spring also said yes. There has been no turning back. I am grateful for all.
Just before opening this post, I revisited words I put down last year: “My nervous system craves a pace that is much slower than the speed at which my inner narrator communicates to me.” Somedays my mind gets in the way of seeing most faces, sadly. Never mind my own.
And now, after reading your words, I’m left remembering a face I saw so clearly during a reiki session. A round feminine face kept appearing as I was on the table, no hair or body. All I could see was the face. I actually recall that her eyes were closed. I left that day thinking it was spirit or perhaps an angel guide. Now, maybe, just maybe, it was my original face.
Thank you, E. I am adopted so questions around my birth have always intrigued me. I receive an abundance of messages in my dreams and over the last few years I have practiced journaling my dreams and paying greater attention to them within my subconscious. Yoga Nidra with Tracee Stanley and her book Radiant Rest have been useful tools for me, as well.
I do love the idea of taking careful thought and consideration into who we were before our parents were even born tho, I will certainly keep this close during meditations. 🤍
Elena, this was so fascinating and helpful to me, this idea of the original face and these questions:"Can I just quiet my mind enough to just be where I am.
Can I compassionately study my habit to complicate things.
Can I practice being of benefit to others without attachment to outcome." So much to think about as I sit at my meditation practice, especially as sitting is painful now (and usually now my meditations are lying down) as I recover from a serious low back injury and simultaneously explore the emotions that are behind it, as they always are. I look forward to joining the writing session on April 2. Do I need a separate sign up? Hugs to you, Elena!
Loved this piece, and so surprising, we must have been traveling on a similar wavelength. I’m working on a piece called The Day I was Born, inspired by the idea of what it might have been. Doing a few final edits, post soon. Had never considered this concept before, yet here we are, holding nothing but our dreams. 🥰🙏🏼💖
Beautiful voice note, Elena. Thank you.
This morning, my meditation practice was 10 minutes—with one of my boys on his own yoga mat, squirming behind me. I’m committing to letting it all be okay. The noise. The brevity. His presence. Because what could be more beautiful?
because what indeed... thank you sister for sharing this commitment. letting it all be okay.
Extraordinary. I have a memory of no-face, when I decided to be born to my parents. God asked if I was certain. I was. And whoosh.
omg omg omg. whoosh. wow.
This is SO exquisite. You said, yes. Not a maybe or come back later. I’m going to be meditating upon this, Isabel. 💜
I remember it so clearly! I was told it would be difficult. I said I didn’t care…Those were the parents I wanted. It has been a guiding memory for me as a mother now.
what a blessed memory indeed!
Elena, I love this! Thank you so much for the beautiful reminders as to why I practice in the first place. For me I sometimes feel like every moment is contact with my past. All who have walked before me. Every thought and every breath. Where I have been and where I am going. I go places in my practice that are unexplainable and yet, I know where I am because I have been there before. I have been here!! Every molecule of me. And yet here I am in my cushion… again… 🙏🏼 have a blessed day.
every molecule! we are all continually tasked to let go. thanks for being here, Paul David.
Thank you too! 🙏🏼
Seeing, witnessing.
Experiencing, once again.
And holding nothing.
thank you, Marisol. so much.
'Old soul' melodies
Whispers of 1920s many moments I seek myself in this time feels ordinary home
Enlightening
Thank you dear for this pasaage.
old souls unite.... thank you for your presence here, Laura.
♥️🙏🏼♥️🙏🏼
hiiiiiiii Caroline... thank you for reading...
Thank you for the recording!
you bet. i'll try to do that more, more folks seem to appreciate when there is an audio or video along with the post. thanks for this, Amy.
It was nice to hear it in your voice and to notice where you put emphasis on words or phrasing. Really helped me to gain a clear idea of the concept of 'your original face'.
Ironically 38 years ago my daughter Katie said yes and woosh . Was it to me or that spring also said yes. There has been no turning back. I am grateful for all.
hi lovely Annemiek... thank you for adding your voice here. I feel that.
Just before opening this post, I revisited words I put down last year: “My nervous system craves a pace that is much slower than the speed at which my inner narrator communicates to me.” Somedays my mind gets in the way of seeing most faces, sadly. Never mind my own.
And now, after reading your words, I’m left remembering a face I saw so clearly during a reiki session. A round feminine face kept appearing as I was on the table, no hair or body. All I could see was the face. I actually recall that her eyes were closed. I left that day thinking it was spirit or perhaps an angel guide. Now, maybe, just maybe, it was my original face.
Thank you Elena 🙏🏼
feels important, dear friend... wow
Yes, I am grateful for the remembrance. Thanks, Elena.
this is the center point you've given me to return to, to touch back into when I"m in turbuence, about to regret what I'm about to say. thank you.
wonderful, Nancy. so happy to have you here.
Wow wow wow! I love your voice and every word lands softly in my heart thank you ☺️
thank you so much for listening, Clau.
Thank you, E. I am adopted so questions around my birth have always intrigued me. I receive an abundance of messages in my dreams and over the last few years I have practiced journaling my dreams and paying greater attention to them within my subconscious. Yoga Nidra with Tracee Stanley and her book Radiant Rest have been useful tools for me, as well.
I do love the idea of taking careful thought and consideration into who we were before our parents were even born tho, I will certainly keep this close during meditations. 🤍
love hearing that you're benefiting from Tracee's work... beautiful.
Looking forward to trying this! ❤️
keep me posted, R. x
mmm very lovely. Skt was lovely too :)
love u Manoramaji
Elena, this was so fascinating and helpful to me, this idea of the original face and these questions:"Can I just quiet my mind enough to just be where I am.
Can I compassionately study my habit to complicate things.
Can I practice being of benefit to others without attachment to outcome." So much to think about as I sit at my meditation practice, especially as sitting is painful now (and usually now my meditations are lying down) as I recover from a serious low back injury and simultaneously explore the emotions that are behind it, as they always are. I look forward to joining the writing session on April 2. Do I need a separate sign up? Hugs to you, Elena!
hi lovely! if you're a paid subscriber, you'll receive the link to join me on the last post of March... i'm super thankful for you.
Loved this piece, and so surprising, we must have been traveling on a similar wavelength. I’m working on a piece called The Day I was Born, inspired by the idea of what it might have been. Doing a few final edits, post soon. Had never considered this concept before, yet here we are, holding nothing but our dreams. 🥰🙏🏼💖
eager to read, Dawn. wonderful.